Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Teachings, and You Won't Split Up?

"This Humble Daoist has some understanding of the Five Elements Law, so I shall impart it all to you."

"As for how much you ultimately comprehend, that depends entirely on your own insight."

Suiren Shi was deeply grateful in his heart and bowed respectfully with a formal salute.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for your generous instruction."

With that, Xuandan began to speak of his understanding of the Five Elements.

"The Five Elements are Water, Fire, Wood, Metal, and Earth. They are truly the foundation of the generation and evolution of all things in the universe, as well as the law by which Heaven and Earth's Yin and Yang wax and wane in endless cycles."

"They engender and overcome each other: Wood generates Fire, Fire generates Earth, Earth generates Metal, Metal generates Water, and Water generates Wood."

"The Heavenly Dao has its cycles, and the Five Elements have their rotations..."

He continued until he had spoken all his insights on the Five Elements.

Suiren Shi's gaze shifted from confusion to awakening.

He suddenly came to his senses, ecstatic, and hurriedly bowed again.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for your grace. I now understand the method to let my people master flame."

Xuandan smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

"Go, then."

As Suiren Shi left the cave dwelling, he muttered phrases like "Wood generates Fire" under his breath.

He arrived at the peak overlooking the entire Human Race.

In his hands were two wooden sticks of different thicknesses.

After conceptualizing in his mind and practicing day and night without rest, white smoke rose from where the sticks rubbed together.

"It worked! It finally worked!"

Boom!!!

Heavenly Thunder rolled, and the Heavenly Dao Pressure descended.

A golden Merit Cloud descended from the heavens.

Nine-tenths of it merged into Suiren Shi's body.

The River of Time appeared in the sky above.

A phantom of Suiren Shi emerged from it and merged into his own Primordial Spirit.

The pressure radiating from him was already that of an Early Golden Immortal.

Countless members of the Human Race gazed toward Suiren Shi's direction and bowed respectfully.

Their hearts were filled with boundless joy, and at the same time, the method of Drilling Wood to Make Fire naturally appeared in their minds.

One-tenth of the merit fell into Xuandan's hands.

He stood in the air, having long been drawn by Suiren Shi's commotion.

He did not use the merit to elevate his own realm but instead stored it within his Primordial Spirit.

Xuan Du came to Xuandan's side, his eyes unable to contain his joy as he watched the Human Race cheering in the distance.

"Junior Brother, thank you."

Xuandan, however, waved his hand casually and walked away.

"We are Fellow Disciples; no thanks are needed."

He continued his secluded cultivation.

Ever since the Human Race mastered the skill of Drilling Wood to Make Fire, their development entered an explosive phase.

The darkness and cold that had once been fatal to them no longer posed such a threat.

The era of eating raw meat and drinking blood had also passed.

Now everyone could eat cooked food, which was more nutritious and healthier.

Under Xuan Du's efforts, the Human Race was thriving and flourishing.

Xuandan, meanwhile, focused on secluded cultivation, studying alchemy and the newly acquired Clear Toxin Pill formula.

Unfortunately, only a few among the Human Race could cultivate.

Ordinary humans simply could not withstand the Medicinal Power of the Mysterious Sun Pill, leaving him with a stockpile of them that he could not give away.

Every time he tried to give some to Xuan Du, Xuan Du would find all sorts of excuses and flatly refuse.

And so, several hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Brother, this is True Person Huang Long. I have urgent matters and have come specially to seek an audience."

Xuandan's eyes snapped open. He rose and opened the door of his cave dwelling.

What met his gaze was none other than True Person Huang Long, now free of his side effects.

Watching Huanglong, who had transformed into a Daoist form, Xuandan muttered to himself.

"I'm actually a bit unused to it."

"Eh?"

He keenly sensed that Huanglong's aura seemed somewhat wilted.

Huanglong clasped his hands in a bow, a trace of sorrow between his brows.

"This Humble Daoist has swallowed his pride today to beg some healing pills from Junior Brother."

Xuandan's eyes lit up.

Good, I was just worrying about where to send pills.

Before he could speak, Xuan Du, who was nearby, also sensed Huanglong's aura and hurried over.

"How did Junior Brother get injured?"

Xuandan was equally puzzled and asked, "Who in the Prehistoric World dares to lay hands on a Saint's disciple so wantonly?"

Huanglong's face was full of bitterness as he sighed.

"This Humble Daoist's origins are tied to the Dragon Clan, and thus my fate is linked to the Dragon Clan's destiny. Before joining the Chan Sect, I even lived directly among the Dragon Clan."

"After leaving Kunlun Mountain, I thought to return and visit the Dragon Clan."

"As you both know, since the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation, though the Dragon Clan has declined, they still hold some influence over the sea domains."

"Not long ago, a treasure emerged within the Dragon Clan's territory, and the clan sent people to retrieve it."

"Who would have thought that Lü Yue, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, would severely wound them, inflicting a potent poison, and seize the treasure for himself?"

Xuan Du and Xuandan exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing.

They hadn't expected this matter to involve a Jie Sect disciple again.

Those Jie Sect people really never rest anywhere.

They didn't speak, continuing to listen to Huanglong's account.

Huanglong swallowed a mouthful of bitterness, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"The Prehistoric World has always been one of the strong preying on the weak; killing for treasure is common, so that's nothing."

"I didn't take it to heart—it's simply a matter of skill inferior to others, so I'd just swallow my teeth and bear it."

"But the Dragon Clan are my blood relations after all, so I thought I'd set aside my pride and ask Lü Yue for some antidote pills, and let the matter rest there."

Xuandan's brow had already furrowed into a deep frown.

"Then where did Senior Brother's current injuries come from?"

A flash of anger rose on Huanglong's face as he clenched his fists and said fiercely, "When I went to beg him for medicine, not only did he refuse me face, but he also mocked and ridiculed me."

"I simply couldn't stand his arrogant demeanor, so I fought him."

"Yet... though Lü Yue is merely an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, he has already leaped out of the River of Time and attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. He is deeply accomplished in the path of Plague Toxin, and I was no match for him—he wounded me and I fled in defeat."

"His poison is truly formidable; the Dragon Palace has no suitable elixirs, so I had no choice but to shamelessly seek out Junior Brother, only to beg for pills to heal and dispel the poison."

Huanglong let out a long sigh, somewhat forlorn.

Here I am, a Saint's personal disciple, losing to a Jie Sect outer disciple—I've disgraced the Chan Sect.

If the Master finds out, it'll be hard to explain.

"In truth, if he had merely injured me, it wouldn't matter—losing in a duel only means my cultivation is poor."

"But that Lü Yue, to cultivate his Plague Toxin path, constantly experiments and spreads plague toxins on the East Sea Island."

"Countless Sea Creatures have died under his poison, and the Sea Race is helpless."

"Even though the Dragon Clan rules the Sea Race, they are powerless against Lü Yue."

"Whenever a strong one comes to warn him, he calls himself a Jie Sect disciple and loudly proclaims his master is Saint Tongtian!"

Hearing this, even Xuan Du, known for his good temper, couldn't help but angrily rebuke.

"Outrageous! Is the identity of a Saint's disciple meant to throw one's weight around?!"

Huanglong's eyes darted away, his mouth hesitating.

Finally, he spoke his heart.

"To be honest, this time I'm not only seeking pills for myself, but also shamelessly asking for some Mysterious Sun Pills to activate the bloodline for the Dragon Clan."

"Once my injuries heal and the poison is expelled from my body, I will definitely seek out Lü Yue for another bout."

"Whether I succeed or fail, the Dragon Clan will surely offer treasures in return!"

"Though the Dragon Clan has declined, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse—they still have some treasures that will surely satisfy Junior Brother!"